I wake to rain

I wake to rain

tapping Morse code

on the window pane.

First rain

First rain

of the season –

the power goes out.

Memorial Day

Memorial Day

observed,

rain on the window.

After midnight

After midnight –

rain spatters
the dark skylight.

Morning rain

The steady patter

of morning rain,

my heart skips a beat.

Pallid yellow light

Pallid yellow light,

rain

tapping at windows…

Not rain so much

Not rain so much
as a torrential downpour,
darkness before dawn.

I wake to the sound

I wake to the sound

of rain on the roof,
faint light in the East.

A few lines from late February. I woke to sunshine this morning.

After the rain

After the rain,

the frog serenade.

Not a drop of rain

Not a drop of rain

until I step out the door,

invariably.

Monterey Cypress

Monterey Cypress,

obscured by mist,

shadows on the ridge.

After the rain

After the rain

each blade of grass

jewelled.

Rainy day trio

Clear Ridge not so clear
today-

swallowed by gray rain.

***

Morning glories bloom

in the pouring rain.

***

Gray and rainy day

fades into

dark and rainy night.

Woke to rain

Woke to rain

pounding the roof, echo of

the pulse in my ears.

Six crows in the rain

Six crows in the rain –

there’s poetry there

if I look again.

Wind, rain to follow

Wind, rain to follow –

so they say

and my bones know.

Rain on the roof

Rain on the roof,
I can’t find the opening
in my underwear…

Sheets of gray rain

Sheets of gray rain
turn the green mountain
to mist…

Gently falling rain

Gently falling rain,
I shelter under
a Manzanita tree…

Walking in the rain

Walking in the rain
looking for poetry,
a fool and his umbrella.